Labs...

All of you guys are right!!! I love all dogs too!!! I really don't have any favorites!!!
I totally agree! :D
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Almost everyone loves labs, but I think everybody loves all the breeds of dogs, so we will say almost everybody loves labs.

I don't have a lab but I do really like them. They are kinda houndish so I think thats why I like them :) A friend down the road has a black and yellow lab so I go visit them I really like the yellow lab she is such a sweetheart. The black one is still young and is always on the go :D

Chalk me up to loving labs !

About two poeple don't absolutly love labs. But I think they still like labs. Who wouldn't?

I like most labs (just as I like most dogs in any breed) but I don't think that I would ever get a lab as a pet. The main reason is the overbreeding! I can check out the "Pets for sale" section in the classifieds of the Toledo Blade, and there are always AT LEAST 12 to 15 entries for litters of Lab puppies! But then I go to the Humane Society, and usually about a third of the dogs there for adoption are Labs or Lab mixes! Nothing against Labs (though I don't think I could keep up with one, LOL :D )!

I too love labs... I have never lived with one, however, my cousins who lived up the street always had 2-3 Labs in their house. They are wonderful dogs. They are lots and lots of fun, and I have many special memories of them.

One of my favorites is about their Black Lab named Polo. She was a character! She was always into something... a real handful, and a real LOVE! We would all go up the families cabin in the North Woods of Wisconsin every summer. As you all know, Labs love water. Polo would swim across the lake every day... ending up on a beach that belonged to the local resort. She would visit people there, happily accept any handout given to her, and then after resting.. head back.

As she got older, it beacme more and more difficult for her to get around. She had terrible arthritus. The day came when she began to sleep downstairs, because it was too difficult for her to climb the stairs.

That summer, when everyone arrived at the lake, we all figured that Polo would no longer swim accross the lake. Our first day there... she walked down the path, to the end of the dock and jumped in. My Aunt asked us to stop her... that she wasn't strong enough.

Several of the kids jumped in, and tried to herd her back to shore. Polo was determined though... and very stubborn. And so, every day, when we'd hear that certain splash, we'd hop into an old wooden rowboat with a very small motor, and follow her back and forth... at a discreet distance, Of Course!!! ;)

Her youth came back that summer for a couple of weeks anyway! Polo continued this for 3-4 more years. It was heartwarming to watch.

Polo crossed the Bridge several years ago... yet when we look across the lake, I swear I can see a black head, bobbing in the water... heading to the resort's beach! :)

Oh Annie, how your story made me cry and laugh...Polo could be my lab of a lifetime, Jingles, or my current lab baby Star. Both of them fiesty, determined, ever living life to the hilt! The part about Polo winding up at the resort playing social director and happily taking handouts, then a snooze...well, that just about sums up everything I love in a lab. It sounds like Polo had the most special life. I hope, when the time comes, and my current lab Star is a senior lady, she will still enjoy life as Polo did, right till the end. Love to the magnificent Polo. "Jing....are you playing with Polo there at the Bridge??"